Page 104 of Walking in Darkness

Suddenly, he wanted to go dancing. In fact, he wanted to wear this dancing. Shirtless. And he was pretty sure he had a pair of white leather pants that would be kick ass with the pearls.

It still scared the shit out of him that something could happen to this beautiful piece, but Hudson was right because jewelry was meant to be worn.

Now, whether or not he could talk them into going out was another matter. Thanks to Lennox. Kit refused to let that asshole bring down his mood, but there was no denying they were all kind of just sitting around waiting for him to do something. Anything.

Lennox had been too quiet.

But now was not the time to think about such stuff. That asshole had no place in the beautiful ceremony that was about to go on between the three of them. Plus, Connie and Hudson might pick up on what Kit was feeling.

The brothers had ruined enough. They wouldnotruin this.

Kit shoved that out of his head and pulled his phone out of his pocket. He read over the text Connie had sent him. That was definitely a mouthful. Good thing he didn’t have to memorize it, or he’d be in trouble.

Looking up, Kit met his gaze in the mirror. “I’m getting mated.”

Happiness surged through him. Grinning slightly, he rested his hand against his chest. Well, he attempted to. There were a bunch of pearls in the way, but still.

Suddenly, he knew pearls were going to figure prominently in his human wedding. Hell, he might even wear this. The more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea.

“Kit? We’re ready,” Connie called. “It’s done.”

Kit winked at his reflection, then hurried back. Connie and Hudson were standing in the middle of the living area, and they both held a wineglass that was partially full.

Next to the wine bottle was another glass that was also partially full. Kit liked the idea that they were letting him get his own glass instead of handing one to him. Because who would be the one to hand it to him? Hudson?

And that wouldn’t be fair to Connie, and vice versa. This way, Kit was committing to this by picking up the damn glass himself. The symbolism of it appealed to Kit.

And doing just that, Kit picked up the wineglass and walked to them. He held his up. “I’m ready.”

Hudson gently tapped his against Kit’s and then Connie’s. “Just so you know, we both added our blood to your wine.”

“Good. That’s how it should be since there are three of us,” Kit said.

“I very much agree.” Hudson lifted his glass. “I’m ready.”

Connie tapped his wineglass against Hudson’s and then Kit’s. “I’m ready too.”

As Kit brought the wineglass to his lips, he noticed Connie’s and Hudson’s eyes were once more the color of their dragons. He was getting used to seeing it, and honestly, it was beautiful. He was glad their true nature was present.

Kit maintained eye contact with each of them as he drank the wine. There was a slight metallic taste to it, but nothing he couldn’t handle. It wasn’t nearly as bad as he was afraid it was going to be, and relief swept through him.

Kit finished his wine and then held the glass in front of him. Oddly enough, he didn’t feel any different. Not a twitch or a tingle to be had. Which was kind of disappointing. He’d been expectingsomething.

Hudson lowered his glass and faced Kit. “Kit,Iss lobe zss enren dikn, zss keben, pnd zss shdsvv, ie meine reele debonedisj pnd alle tage dansv biss yuft usj naah huuse. Bea der flade binde dich meiss reele bwillss aj deene unsj bespchsj ams medi eoigentss.”

Kit had no idea what Hudson said because all it sounded like was a bunch of hissing and throat clearing by someone with a bad case of laryngitis. Maybe he should’ve suggested they repeat it in English. Dammit, dammit, dammit. Would it completely ruin the mood if he asked for that? Yeah, probably.

Hudson then faced Connie. “Connie,Iss lobe zss enren dikn, zss keben, pnd zss shdsvv, ie meine reele deboned isj pnd alle tage dansv biss yuft usj naah huuse. Bea der flade binde dich meiss reele bwillss aj deene unsj bespchsj ams medi eoigentss.”

A brilliant smile crossed Connie’s face, then he closed his eyes. He chuffed, and a little trail of smoke escaped his nostril. “Hudson,Iss lobe zss enren dikn, zss keben, pnd zss shdsvv, ie meine reele deboned isj pnd alle tage dansv biss yuft usj naah huuse. Bea der flade binde dich meiss reele bwillss aj deene unsj bespchsj ams medi eoigentss.”

Kit watched pleasure race across Hudson’s face.

Then Connie faced Kit. “Kit,Iss lobe zss enren dikn, zss keben, pnd zss shdsvv, ie meine reele deboned isj pnd alle tage dansv biss yuftus home. By the flame, I tie my soul to yours willingly and claim you as mine.”

Kit blinked. Then he blinked again. Wait. Just a second. Did… did he just understand what Connie was saying? Whaaaaat? What the hell? They were speaking their native language, so how did he suddenly understand that last bit?

“Kit? Babe? This is where you say the words back to us,” Connie said.

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